Well, tomorrow is my last day until April 15th where I am not dependant upon myself. Monday I drive myself out to Denver and my adventure begins. My parents left here yesterday and after they left I finally realized how nervous I am about this whole thing. I think I'll be fine, though.
Last night was New Year's Eve, as you know, and I spent it with my brother and his wife and two other army people and a wife, and my brother's friend from Rockford and his fiance. It was totally different from last year's New Year's fiasco....which was good. We started off the night out at a place in downtown colorado springs and had a few beers with our pizza...and then went back to my brother's house and had another drink...and then went to this other army dude's house and hung out there and whatnot. I had a few to drink, yeah, but definitely not what it would've been if I had been with Wartburg folk. I hadn't even realized how much I had until I tried to sit up and watch t.v. after my brother and everyone had gone to bed. It was rough. Then, to make matters worse, I had to get up at 9 to go on a trip to Breckinridge with the crew. I wasn't by any means hungover, but getting up was rough and then the last thing I wanted to do was get in a car and ride through the mountains for two hours. If you've ever been around me the morning after I drink, I usually wake up at 11 and then don't really leave the dorm until about 12. So it was amazing that I was able to even roll myself out of bed at 9! So anyway, we went to Breckinridge and I was fine by the time we got there and we walked around and whatnot and then came back to Colorado springs by 6.
It was good to be around my brother and his friend 'cause I get to hear stories about when they were growing up and all of their shinnanigans. My brother will never talk about that stuff unless he's around his old high school buddies. And keep in mind that I was in 6th grade when he graduated from high school....so I'm way younger than him and don't remember what he was like in high school.
Now tomorrow he may have to go into the field and he might not get back until after I leave for Denver...but then again, he may. So who knows.
At anyrate, I still haven't heard back from Ann....and it wouldn't be a big deal if Wartburg had a break like it usually does, but this year they get an extra week off...so classes don't resume until the 11th...that's a looooong time to wait for an email.....sigh......I don't know.....I'm gonna go ahead and go to bed....I'm sure I'll think about it more. This whole experience with her has given me a possible book idea...but I don't know when I'll have time to work on it......oh well....